Flower Girl Poem by Rachel Butler
Flower Girl
(Dedicated to the unknown gardener)
A great player plays her part.
As a budding blossom, mind free of malice.
Life passes with her, content the serenity within, radiated ostensibly.
Sparrow
as a budding blossom mind free of malice so true of the flower girl but in time she will grown up and that may change.
The budding soul attracts a likewise soul recipe for happiness radiated ostensibly. I like your think tank its loaded with love bullets...regards
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4/18/2024 10:57:48 PM # 1.0.0.1119
the flower is a metaphor for life and death. in this case the motive is unsure at the days end. an enjoyable read